Sometimes in life you meet a crossroad,
and you have to decide which road is best for you to take.
If you turn one way,
you are faced with a consequence.
If you turn the other way,
you are still faced with a consequence.
You know you don't want to look back,
but you can't just press on either.
I look to see which way is best for me,
and then I see if I can live with whatever consequence it brings.

Down one road I see him.
He is beckoning for me,
begging for forgiveness,
but I look a little further beyond him,
and I see my enemy,
hiding behind the trees,
smiling an evil smile,
about to approach him.
I know if I take this road,
I will constantly worry about losing him for my enemy once again,
while I look into the future,
knowing he probably won't be around when I need him,
and knowing that I love him but if I try to let go,
he will pull me back by a rope around my neck,
secretly planning our next break up.

Down the other road I see someone else who cares about me.
He is also beckoning for me,
but with a smile so sincere,
no trace of deception in his eyes,
as he's calling my name,
and when I look further beyond him,
I see no trace of anything to make me worry,
just a real-life fairytale.
I know if I take this road,
I will be treated better than I deserve, better than ever,
while I once again look into the future,
knowing he'll probably always be there,
and never understanding why I deserve who is probably the sweetest guy in the world,
who I am also attached to, but by nothing specific,
just completely attached.

Down the road behind me,
I see utter chaos and confusion,
cheating and lying,
hurt and anger,
tears and blood,
false happiness,
no truth,
and all of this pain caused by my first option once again.
I want to smash the rearview mirror,
so I never have to look back,
and destroy this road,
scattered by broken pieces of my heart,
painful memories I wish to leave behind,
and most of all,
the life I knew before I met someone else, showing me the life I could have.

Down the road ahead of me,
I see my whole future playing before my eyes,
ever-changing with my mind,
but when it pauses for a minute,
I see myself with the one who loves me,
who would treat me better,
and I seem happy,
without the one I thought I couldn't live without,
but here I am,
and my heart is still beating,
and I am still breathing,
and I am living without the one I thought was my life,
and for once,
I'm not worried or scared.

Poem by BreakFree